[Peter laughs again, the sound bright and happy. He can't put into words just how he feels, not when he feels like he could burst from so many good feelings twisting together.
He sets his pizza down on its plate, his impulsiveness coming to the forefront as he shifts to sit up and lean across the table. His elbows clatter a bit clumsily against the tabletop as he manages to not slip.
He kisses Leo's nose gently.
It's awkward, quick, a bit misaimed on his part given the fact he has to lean across the table, but he tried.
He sinks back into his seat, turning pink at his ears.]
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He sets his pizza down on its plate, his impulsiveness coming to the forefront as he shifts to sit up and lean across the table. His elbows clatter a bit clumsily against the tabletop as he manages to not slip.
He kisses Leo's nose gently.
It's awkward, quick, a bit misaimed on his part given the fact he has to lean across the table, but he tried.
He sinks back into his seat, turning pink at his ears.]